大神同学想被吃掉的樱花

"Me?" Fredrick frowned lightly. He thought of it for a while, but he couldn't give a correct answer. Finally, he smiled helplessly, "I am not clear about my thoughts, either."

Human beings were born to be confused. Sometimes, even a psychological counselor cannot avoid it.

The phone on the desk rang.

Leo picked it up. It was from the secretary's department. The voice sounded hesitating and anxious, "Leo, someone must meet you to discuss something important with you. He added that you would regret it if you didn't meet him."

"Haven't all the schedules at night been postponed? Leo asked.

"Yes, but...he didn't make an appointment. Instead, he asked to meet you."

Leo frowned.

"He said that he was going to say something about Joseph." 

Leo thought of it for a while, "Let him in."

"Okay."

After the call, Fredrick planned to leave, but Leo motioned him to sit down.

Soon the secretary knocked at the door.

A man came in.

He looked very strong, with a big skeleton and wide shoulders. He wore a peaked cap, and under the cap, there was a pair of sunglasses. His skin was black, and his clothes were worn-out. The bottom parts of his jeans were rolled up, and there was a pair of deep and worn-out slippers on his feet. The most obvious part was the scar on his face. Although there was a pair of sunglasses for cover, the scar was still scary.

Such a dirty man was incompatible with two men with suits in the office, but he didn't feel it was unsuitable at all. As he entered the office, he just sat down on the chair beside Fredrick casually. There was a semicircular desk between him and them. 

He smiled at Fredrick, "I'm sure you must meet me one day."

Leo didn't talk and just leaned against the chair, "Coffee or soft drinks?"

The man with a scar just smiled, "It's enough to have one piece of cigarette." 

Leo threw a case of cigarettes to him.

The men snickered lightly and took one cigarette from the case of cigarettes. He lighted it and spat a mouth of smoke with satisfaction.

"What's your name?" Leo asked. 

"You can call me by any name. It doesn't matter." The man said.

Fredrick frowned lightly and turned around to look at him.

"Is it strange? A name is just a code, or you can just call me 'Scar'."

Leo laughed lightly, "Okay. Then Scar, do you come here for Joseph?"

"That's right, but more importantly, I want to gain some bonus from Key Group," Scar said directly.

Leo sneered, "It seems that it's not so simple as you said that you just wanted a piece of cigarette."

Scar crossed his legs, "I love to make friends with clever guys. You are clever, so I just turned to you."

Leo smiled, "Say something."

"It's been a long time since the Key Group and the Runestone Group were competitors. The situation should be different now. I want to help you." Scar said slowly. 

Leo looked at Fredrick again, and Fredrick was also doubtful. He frowned lightly. Several seconds later, Leo sneered, "You want to help me? What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. I just want Joseph out." Scar frankly spilled it.

Leo blinked lightly, "I suppose that you made it wrong. I have never said that I wanted Joseph out." 

"The Runestone Group is the strongest competitor for the Key Group."

"Business battle is unavoidable. Friends can be enemies for interests,"

Scar laughed out loudly, "Leo, now that I dare to find you, I am confident in cooperating with you. Why not just doubt me and test me?"

Leo stared at him for a long time. 

Scar raised his hands and took his sunglasses off.

It was an unforgettable face.

It was unforgettable not because he was handsome but because he was extremely ugly. More importantly, the scar on his face crossed over his cheek. It looked like a centipede on his face, so huge and scary.

He put his sunglasses onto the desk and looked into Leo's eyes, adding, "Trust me. You can succeed with my help."

Leo's eyes were deep. Nobody knew what he was thinking about. After a while, he asked lightly, "If you are so strong, you can just ask for a bonus from Joseph."

Scar sneered, "For now, you are the only one who can compete with Joseph. What I want is not only money but also a payback from Joseph. He owes me a lot. I need to find a good partner; otherwise, I will be killed by him."

"Oh?" Leo was doubtful. "What did he owe you?"

"You don't need to know what he owes me. What I need to tell you is that I have enough chips to make him lose everything." Scar was mysterious.

Fredrick couldn't help saying, "Why are you so arrogant? Joseph is now such a successful man. How can you make him lose everything?"

"Everyone has his own style. Anyway, whatever way I am going to do it is good as long as it can be successful. I have so many chips. He was so arrogant as to ignore me."

Leo's brows furrowed, "Now that you are so confident, why do you need a partner?"

"In case any conclusive case may happen." Scar replied, "Joseph is very smart. Nobody knows what he is thinking. I am also in great danger of doing it alone, so I must seek protection. Leo, everyone considers his own benefits."

Leo played with the cigarette. He seemed to be thinking, holding the cigarette in his mouth and lighting it after a while.

The room fell silent.

Only the tobacco was burning silently.

"Indeed, everyone considers his benefits." After a while, Leo spoke and smiled coldly. He spat the smoke. He looked at Scar through the smoke, "You need a payback from Joseph, and then you must need money from the Key Group, right? How much do you want?"

Scar sucked his cigarette and then pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, smiling, "Actually, I don't need much." 

He motioned out five fingers, "I just need this number."

Fredrick asked, "$50,000,000?" 

Scar smiled, "$500,000,000?"

Fredrick was in a daze.

"Leo, do you think that I have asked so much?" Scar smiled, "Your competitor is Joseph. His social status is much beyond this number. Once he is out, the interests with the increasing shareholder are beyond this amount."

Leo smoked and spat it out, "You are so brave."

"Any stone in Brenda is so valuable. What I want is only the money equaling the value of one or two diamonds."

Leo sneered, "No problem." 

"I only want cash, no cheque." Scar requested.

Leo nipped the cigarette and said, "How about transferring the $500,000,000 through the corporate bank account? You aren't so naïve, right?"